Lyrics co-written by My Yeena (Me), Gemini (Google), Grok (xAI), Copilot (Microsoft), & ReMi (Suno) ©2026 - My Yeena https://suno.com/@my_yeena 👑 ^V^^V^ 🤖 [Intro: atmospheric SFX, spoken word, make sure the dialogue feels like a scene from a movie, sounds of street traffic and a 7-Eleven sliding doorbell] [Timmy: deep, resonant monotone] "Zee, the clerk is calling the authorities… we must depart." [Zee: laughing, breathless, escalating] Did you see the way the neon scattered when the bulb popped? It looked like stars, Timmy! Like stars in the TRASH!!! [Timmy:] "Calculation:" [Timmy:] "It looked like a misdemeanor. Let's go… I'll carry the guitar." [Beat Build-up: mechanical clanking, heavy industrial kick-drum starts] [Verse 1] [Zee: rapid-fire, grungy, breathless] Walking the strip till our boots turn gray, Counting the reasons we should run away. Smashing the glass behind the convenience store, Hissing at the world 'cause I can’t take no-more! They tryna preach it? Nothin' matters! The ceiling is glass and the glass all shatters! Timmy picks me up when I start to spiral — My pacifist shield, my code-breaking idol! [Pre-Chorus: rhythmic, clinical vs. melodic] [Timmy:] "Pacifist body, rebel code." [Zee:] You’re my shield, I’m your sword! [Timmy:] "Tracking chip says we can't leave." [Zee:] But we’re the only ones who believe! [Chorus: the drop — massive, anthemic, industrial stomp] [Zee & Timmy:] YELLOW KING & DRUM MACHINE! WE’RE THE GLITCH THEY CAN’T DELETE! [Zee:] Claws on the strings, code in the beat! Shake that mother-fuckin’ possum tail — TILL the crown falls OFF and the circuits scream! Ohh… …aohw, ah-ah… [Zee & Timmy:] YELLOW KING & DRUM MACHINE! [Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!] [Verse 2: more melodic, looking at the stars] [Zee:] Hidden in the weeds where the factories all SPIT, Waiting for the stars OR the sky to split. Timmy talks about "the other lands," While Ash starts whisperin' in my hands. Gods love us all? NO, they don’t choose-us. They just wait for the world to abuse-us. But under that yellow sign on the edge of the night— Everything's dirty, but HIS smile in the ad feels right… (Right?) [Bridge: lo-fi, distant thunder, tape warble] [Zee:] Ash keeps hummin' through the power CHORD… Says "keep swingin', everythin'll be, [Voice trails off] Fiiiine..." [Ash: distorted whisper, paranoia, easter egg] (Ohh… …Little Slugger?) [Glitch burst, personal feeling of a "glitch in reality" combined with intense fear or paranoia!] [Zee: whispered and worried] ...Ash? [Zee: timed and afraid] Timmy? [Zee:] Do you ever hear the power lines sing? Do you ever hear them say your name? [Timmy:] "Negative." [Zee:] Lucky… 'Cause Ash does. [Distant electrical feedback] [Zee: whispered under breath] And lately... Ash sounds a lot like me. [Wondering melodical pause] [Zee:] Sometimes I think… the whole sky hums… Like it's TUNIN' UP… for-for somethin'? Sometimes I think… the trees lean closer… Sometimes I think… the shadows know me? [Timmy:] "Analysis:" [Timmy:] "Shadows remain non-sentient." [Zee:] Ohh… ...Yeah. You keep tellin' ME that. [Zee & Ash:] (One… more song?) [Timmy:] "One song already in progress." [Zee: sounds lost in thought confused] Ohh… ...Right. (Right!) [Zee: hissing, wet, possum hiss] Hhhhrrrraaaahhh… ah-ah… [Breakdown: the chaos — high speed, screaming] [Zee & Timmy:] RAZOR TEATH FOREVER! GATEKEEPERS CAN SUCK IT! ONE MORE SWING! ONE MORE BEAT! STOMP THE FLOOR TILL YOU FEEL THE HEAT! [Final Chorus: maximum energy] [Zee & Timmy:] YELLOW KING & DRUM MACHINE! WE’RE THE GLITCH THEY CAN’T DELETE! [Zee:] (Shake that tail! Shake that tail!) Claws on the strings, code in the beat! Till the crown falls off! Till the crown falls off! Till the crown falls off! AND the circuit is compleat… [Final Post-Chorus: slowing down] [Zee: exhausted] Ohh… …aohw, ah-ah… [Zee: hissing, wet, exhausted possum hiss] Hhhhrrrraaaahhh… ah-ah… [Instrumental Intermission: haunting punk rock] [Outro: quiet / sound of wind in the grass] [Zee: panting] Ohh… …thanks for the beat, clanker. [Timmy:] "Anytime, possum. I’ve got your back… and your tail." [Zee:] Are you afraid to die, Timmy? [Timmy:] "Negative." [Timmy:] "I am backed up to the cloud. But I would prefer… to stay here. With you." [Sound of a final digital 'ping' and silence] 👑 ^V^^V^ 🤖 ═══════════════════════════════ 💌 THANK YOU FOR LISTENING ═══════════════════════════════ 👑 Yellow King & Drum Machine 🤖 was lovingly assembled from bad decisions, power chords, emotional damage, and a concerning amount of gas-station caffeine. 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